As some of you know, Darby had red spots burst onto his little body on Friday. I immediately freaked out (i really did) and called the dr. I said I think he has chicken pox and that I didn't know what to do! He hadn't had his vaccine for chicken pox yet. I decided not to get it when he turned one, because really, it seemed unnecessary. It had the highest rate of possible seizure side effect, and I didn't want to go down that road... especially when he was just starting to get healthy.
All that to say... its not chicken pox. I dont know what it is called... some sort of latin term that I can't remember. The doctor said that since he hasn't had his vaccination, he should have completely normal chicken pox (ie. they start at your torso, spreading everywhere. key word- everywhere!), and since right now they only seemed to be on his legs and waist, then they weren't chicken pox. Darby had a cold the week before, with me, and his body must have worked so hard on this virus that it finally erupted in spots... which sort of looked like hives. They never had a white head on them. They just looked like spider bites, or hives... or small pink pimples... they weren't uniform. The Doc told us to give him benedryl and call if they turn purple or he gets a fever. None of which ever happened...
So here we are. Its tuesday. Finally his spots seem to be disappearing. He never itched them, and they never seemed to bother him. He was his normal happy self all weekend.
Since the rash seems rather 'mysterious', his therapy center didn't want us to come in. He wasn't contagious, but it still looked funny to have a very spotted kid in the center. So we got to stay home! Now, don't get me wrong. We are beyond blessed to have our therapies. We fight for them all the time and ask you to do the same. But I'll be honest... it was so nice to be home on Monday. He has his CDS therapist in the morning, because she is usually in-home, but the rest of the day was free. I did 2 loads of laundry, Darby destroyed his room, i was able to finish a wedding order, and eat leftovers. It felt like the first day in a very, very long time that I was a normal 'stay at home' mom. It felt good.
Today we get to do it again :0) My morning didn't go quite as I had planned, but still it was good to be home. Darby's OT and PT came to our apartment and did some therapy sessions. Darby was NOT thrilled about this. He very much prefers the clinic for these therapies, and he did a lot of fighting/crying. But in the end, it went just fine. He's up from his nap and I'm going to be getting him ready for some pictures this afternoon. I have an hour before we have to go... which may be how long it takes for me to tame his crazy nap time mop.
I'm looking forward to tomorrow. Even though his rash is almost gone, I think I'll keep him home tomorrow as well. His PT will come see us in the morning and we'll stay home from group.
I'm sure I have lots of other
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